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@♣ park chanyeol He didn't want to be here. Baekhyun /really/ didn't want to have to deal with all of these leaders whom he hated with a passion. There was that one exception amongst all of these people, someone who the petite brunette already knew because of a past friendship and it was no other than the giant sitting next to him at the table. Although he fought the urge to just keep glaring at him for some personal reasons, he kept avoiding the latter's gaze because he knew he'd probably end up getting teased because that's something Chanyeol was good at- annoying others and teasing them with every chance he'd get. Only at that thought, the smallest of the two sighed quietly and slowly shook his head, the movement barely noticeable as he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against his chair and looking around before being interrupted by an older man, asking if they were going to drink something, anything.

"Red wine, the best you have, please." he blurted out, nodding a few times as he then glanced at the others around the table, waiting for them to answer so the waiter could leave and come back faster with the drinks- he was thirsty as hell and he knew he would probably be unable to get through the evening without having some alcohol running through his veins. Baekhyun was already tired and sick of being in here and he had just entered the restaurant. It wasn't going to be a fun night, especially with that tall idiot sitting beside him. Obviously, he found himself stealing glances at Chanyeol every now and then because he simply wasn't able to deny the fact that the latter had some charms -his smile was definitely one of the best things to lay eyes upon- but he still tried to control himself not to do so, knowing that he'd be made fun of in the end if his old friend noticed his actions.

Nobody seemed to be talking and the reunion wouldn't be going anywhere if everyone stayed silent forever. That's why the petite racer cleared his throat and parted his lips to talk first, thinking, maybe it would help others if he started a conversation. "So, we're here to talk about the upcoming races, right? Who will be going where and what teams will be against one another." he took in a deep breath and turned his head the slightest to catch a glimpse of Chanyeol's face. "My team will be going against his-" the words had already fallen past pale lips, it was too late for Baekhyun to take anything back, which made him curse at himself mentally.

@♠ byun baekhyun As usual, Chanyeol the deep and heavy sleeper, lay peacefully without a care in the world on his warm, welcoming bed. His amazing, yet dream was going so well until it was interrupted quite rudely by the one and only, Do Kyungsoo. Chanyeol gasped and then began to groan loudly into his pillow with such irritation, realising that his dream had been cut short, and at the best part too. He slowly lifted his head from the pillow, turning around slightly while opening his eyes in a squinted manner, staring at Kyungsoo with an added pout, who unfortunately just gave him the coldest, I-don’t-give-a-crap-what-you-say-to-me look then he rolls his eyes and clears his throat in the process. “Yah, pabo. You may be the gang’s leader, but it seems as if you still need to be woken up, like a kid. Tch… i’m not your mother and I also don't have time to scold you right now. Why? Because you’re kinda running late for that “important” meeting of yours with the other gang leaders. You remembered, right?” Kyungsoo asked with a raised brow and his back turned, walking towards the door to exit, not really surprised if Chanyeol had forgotten, for he was always like that.

Staying perfectly still in his sleeping position, arms behind his head and his eyes closed, Chanyeol was half-heartedly listening to Kyungsoo’s words before immediately sitting up at the word, “meeting”. He had completely forgotten. What was he to do now? There was only 10 minutes before the meeting had to commence, so with a dash and accidental stumble to the bathroom, Chanyeol tried his best to hurry, yelling out to Kyungsoo from time to time to prepare his clothes for him, due to his poor sense of fashion and laziness. Time was ticking and it felt as if it wasn't gonna slow down anytime soon, obviously. Running from the bathroom, Chanyeol didn't even bother drying his hair or his body and quickly slipped on all of his garments, and because of the rush he was almost about to zip in his precious part. “… that was close.” He mumbled to himself after letting out a sigh of relief before sprinting down the stairs, trying to look for all the things he needed for the meeting, which really wasn't much, he just brought them to entertain him of course. His phone, headphones, keys and his game device. Desperately trying to look for it, Kyungsoo appeared out of nowhere behind him and handed his belongings for him instead. Seeing as how stern and pissed off, Kyungsoo looked, Chanyeol showed a sheepish grin, trying his best to run away before the satan could appear and torture him brutally.

Driving with fast speeds, Chanyeol arrived with only a minute to go before it was to begin. Dashing like the Flash, he opened the door quite harshly, which led to a loud, “BANG”, getting everyones attention to be placed on him. “Yo. Soz for being late. I had other stuff to do than be here.” He nods with a serious look, trying his best to sound calm and to stop panting. As he took his place to have a seat, he noticed that the meeting wasn't even going to start yet, due to the fact that someone wasn't going to be here on time. With an irritated sigh and clench of his fists, he was pissed. Minutes have passed and the doors were swung open again, this time, in a normal manner. Chanyeol looked up and was quite surprised and confused to see who had arrived. 'Wha...t is he doing here?' He thought while watching the familiar man, take his place, he smirked in mischievousness for no apparent reason before paying his attention back to his game device.

@♣ park chanyeol Standing in front of the long mirror in his bedroom, Baekhyun looked at himself for a few seconds, wondering if the clothes he was wearing were alright to go out at the restaurant for a meeting with the leaders of other gangs. Even though the petite brunette wasn't the leader of his own gang, he was the second in command and was often found doing all the work since Jaehyun went missing most of the time. Only at that thought, Baekhyun sighed quietly and shook his head in disbelief before tightening the knot of his tie around his neck and nodding to his reflection afterwards. He was all ready to go, even though he didn't really want to leave his apartment, for he was tired and needed to rest for the upcoming races. He tried to push those thoughts to the back of his mind, not wanting to be reminded of how exhausted he actually had been for the past few days, because he needed to be alert for tonight.

Minutes later, he was walking out of his place with his keys in hand, locking the door behind himself as the cold wind brushed against pale features, making him sigh in content. He then made his way towards the driveway, where his white mclaren was, unlocking the doors and getting inside afterwars. It only took him a few minutes to get to the restaurant since it wasn't too far from where he lived and as soon as he parked his car, he got out of it and took in a deep breath, replacing his tie, knowing that the restaurant in which he was going to eat was filled with well-mannered people and he wouldn't want to look out of place once entering through the big, glassy doors. His gaze almost instantly landed upon a few people that were already seated around a table, the faces familiar enough for him to recognize the leaders of other gangs. He made his way towards them and tried his best to hide how unhappy he was to meet them since he knew he didn't really have a choice.

"Jaehyun couldn't be here, obviously- I'm here for my team instead. Which is probably better." he blurted out, pulling the empty chair out to sit down as well, eyeing everyone around him before noticing one of the leaders- Park Chanyeol, which he stared at for a few more seconds before turning his attention away, sighing.